Posts Tagged "love"

What? The world isn’t flat? Well guess what I heard over the weekend. The Moon is NOT made of cheese NOR is there such a thing as Santa Claus apparently.

Sometimes when my husband and I are going to sleep, I cuddle up behind him, reach around in the classic “spoons” position, slide my hand down his stomach, and take hold of his penis. I don’t do anything with it necessarily. It’s not usually the beginnings of foreplay, or meant to turn him on (though judging by the reaction of his penis I know it does most of the time…) Instead the gesture is meant to show my love for him. It’s like a good-night kiss, but better.

Photo Kindly Provided By: A. Kaye Photo – The Art of Women

Nelli, one of my favorite fellow bloggers, wrote a post today asking exactly this question. Because I enjoyed her post so very much, I left a rather lengthy comment and thought I’d share it with you. Below is the comment, but be sure to check out the original post here.

In my life I’ve been lucky enough to be on the receiving end of many compliments. To most I’ve said “thank you,” and then promptly forgotten them. Some I’ve held onto for a while because they’ve made me blush or laugh, but inevitably I’ve forgotten those too. However, I have received a certain few compliments that I’m sure I’ll never forget. I’ll use two from my college years as examples.

I don’t like this “L” word. I think it’s confusing, convoluted, and is given way too much importance in Western societies. Love isn’t a feeling or an emotion. It’s a pattern or a way of life that two people who know each other completely and honestly fall into. It’s based on shared values, dreams, memories. Essentially, love takes a lot of time to build, and it’s not something you magically “feel” every second you are with your beloved. Love is something you know.